[ Hei glances from Pai's impish smile to Yin's pink-cheeked face -- and fights a wince. He feels like he's stuck in a shōjo manga. Next thing he knows, he's going to end up fast-forwarded into Tokyo's landmark 109 Department Store, with its collection of trendy boutiques, arm in arm with these teenage girls, now in blue sailor school uniforms, picking out Gucci handbags. ]
[ The sooner this curse ends, the better. ]
[ Without rising to Pai's teasing, and pretending not to notice Yin's blush, he says, ] Let's get going. [ Window after window, street after street, he peers through foggy panes of glass and reads which menus will offer something to suit their palates. A sign on the front door of the Pizza Inn says 'Sorry, no food today'. A bistro that looks promising isn't open till the night. The Tandoori place near the Fountain is good, but probably too heavy for the girls. Eventually he ends up at a frivolous outdoor cafe -- ordering a banana ice-cream crepe for himself, and parfaits of whatever flavor Yin and Pai prefer. ]
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[ The sooner this curse ends, the better. ]
[ Without rising to Pai's teasing, and pretending not to notice Yin's blush, he says, ] Let's get going. [ Window after window, street after street, he peers through foggy panes of glass and reads which menus will offer something to suit their palates. A sign on the front door of the Pizza Inn says 'Sorry, no food today'. A bistro that looks promising isn't open till the night. The Tandoori place near the Fountain is good, but probably too heavy for the girls. Eventually he ends up at a frivolous outdoor cafe -- ordering a banana ice-cream crepe for himself, and parfaits of whatever flavor Yin and Pai prefer. ]
[ A shōjo manga. Definitely a shōjo manga. ]